Saturday, December 22, 2012

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I don't know what's happened you guys, but I'm just not in the festive, Christmassy mood and feel like I'm waiting for it to wash over me like a super wave of emotion. So, while that does happen and other bloggers write gift guides and everything else I'll just sit around waiting for the heat not to kill me (forty degrees Celsius) and watch '500 Days of Summer' and 'The Darjeeling Limited' whilst collecting bed sores. I probably have the tools and powder at my disposal to badly try my hand at cute, 1960s inspired flower puffs around my eyes but I only play with makeup before I can scrub it all off with a long and racing bath. This might be a Christmas themed project with a little green if I can find it, but I'll probably cheat by using white face pain as a type of concealer first. A quick stocktake of the cheap cosmetics my mother seldom buys for me in girls luggage like boxes reveals of choice of lime green and sparkly body glitter and various shades of pink. This is going to be interesting...



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Yesterday was the day my boyfriend and I exchanged gifts with each other for our families and stuff- I sort of got a rabbit guys! Not really something living and breathing but soft brown and floppy earned from Build-a-Bear. The best part of that present is that it is complete with a throbbing heart and whilst picking everything out for my custom bear he probably looked ridiculous thanks to an over-excited sales assistant. I'm not allowed to have another pet rabbit until I move out of home, which will take place after I finish my edge and settle into a nice job (fingers crossed). If I can manage all that though I can happily snuggle with my own little buddy after working nine to five while watching the evening news or something cliche.


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For those Grinches and Scrooges sitting around at home and muttering 'bah humbug' alone at home and before you delve into where exactly your life went wrong into a downhill spiral, I suggest you first make a really pretty wreath of what ever aesthetic theme you want out of pipe cleaners and then maybe put a tree up with tinsel. I promise this will make you feel a teensy-tiny bit better. Unless your tree happens to be a recalcitrant likes ours was this morning, in which case you can probably then derive pleasure from mutter acting at it things like "you're drunk tree- go home". As much as I do love handmade lists and hand writing prettier than my own I would advice against making a list of this simpering sadness at this time of year, but if you feel bad for whatever reason maybe just give someone a jolly hone call and have a late night gab session. It will makes you feel tones better than being sad and lonely on your own in December. If grandma is still around, maybe see her too or appropriate someone else's like I have and visit because they will appreciate and that stops two people from feeling grumpy and lonely. Unless you want to enjoy those feelings, then read John Keats' "Ode on Melancholy" and let the bad times roll.



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It seems like only yesterday I was contemplating the purchase of unsettling, Halloween themed garlands featuring eyeless vintage doll heads and cartoony monsters and the year that was: 2012 is slipping through my fingers like a fine sand on the beach. Th probably doesn't cont as a festive themed expression of cheer and goodwill towards men but i can forgive just about anything that is silver and sparkly these days. It seems hard to believe I have already lived through my first year as a university student and there are only maybe two or three years of this lifestyle ahead of me but I am looking forward to maybe a better and brighter wardrobe and more effort into what I wear daily. Also I'm thinking of having a more uneven schedule to get some more work in part time if at all possible- but that will all depend on the hours each subject is tau at anyway so I may as well enjoy is free time I can dedicate to crafts and relaxation. For now...

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I'm at the start of reading the third month's content in Rookie Yearbook One on this fine, Summer afternoon and I was delighted to find a picture of Winona Ryder in the front collage too. I should find a movie buff or just a decent cinematographic shop and buy all their old Winona Ryder stuff and just ask myself in her pretty face. It's also a good excuse to watch Edward Scissorhands again instead of living vicariously through GIF sets I haphazardly encounter while on Tumblr. That would also be pretty good. I'm just really taken with her 'dark horse' and heart breaker image- I have dark brown hair and loved wearing black but was unfortunately labeled as 'emo' in high school but Winona just looks so classy and chic in her ensemble her. I guess the power of being a self-actualised and independent woman has many powers you can unlock like bonuses in a video game once you collect enough magical plot devices.


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Sex and the City is never a series that grabbed me as being influential or even a good idea because watching sex scenes with my family members present is a bit of a socially painful experience but also the characters just seemed to lack more dimensions and complexity. Carrie was unlucky in love and the lost poet of modern times, occasionally spouting something insightful like the gem shown above but I'm afraid that was as good as it got. Sometimes when you feel the world is just against you though and the forces of karma are teaming up to make your life, sitting and watching someone else isolated and alone gives unexplainable solace. Maybe it's that whole "there's nothing new under the sun" saying coming into it or some small sadism going on but hearing of someone else's problems can be a wonderful distraction, especially when they a just a fictional character.


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I am not going to bore you all with my white bread, Sunday school girl morals and tell you if you so much as think of asking a cigarette you are going straight to the underworld be a magical vortex of fire. I will however highlight that if you come from such a background and culture of tobacco then there are very pretty alternatives if you know where to find them and you can probably get yourself out of any situation in which a rough and tough looking, sketchy stranger does ask if you have a smoke to spare. Because what self-respecting working place man would be seen with a sugary looking gum drop flavored cigarette with a heart at the centre? The answer is none, so errors you can hoard all the loveliness to yourself if you so choose.


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When I move out of home and am skulking around second hand shops for a Christmas trees and the perfect worn but not-too-smelly-couches, I must remember to plunder and loot our garage for my childhood toys. That is especially aimed at and including the Pikachu collection I had because they make surprisingly good tree toppers and with so many they're almost (almost) indispensable. Also having a nerdy twist on a western tradition will probably ease my boyfriend into the celebrating mood of covering a pine tree in glittery string and bouncy things. He doesn't bother much, except going to midnight mass which is a little ironic but he may like this idea and not get too grouchy.  


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The festive season has started which means that I don't have work for two solid months (hooray for being a broke-ass bitch...) but I also have the freedom to do what I want with my body. Expect to see some sparkly nail stickers and cheeky children's removable tattoos on my scrawny biceps soon dear reader as I have also dreamed up some modestly themed outfit posts which I still need to perpetrate. The weather at the moment is just too icky for words so I am hiding out for the rest of the day in my makeshift bunker of a room and waiting for the heat to blow over. In the words of Doctor Who, "be good and stay off the naughtiness"- at least until the big man in red arrives bearing gifts. If you get coal, then consider yourself lucky as the holder of an increasingly rare commodity of which, the value will only increase in the coming weeks and months.




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